This is your senior year and you want like anything for them to make it to at least one playoff game. Rumor has it this could be Coach's last season. ...s you're thinking about this, you're suddenly aware that you are fixated on Coach's cock. He's sitting there in workout shorts and a t-shirt and hasn't changed for the game. You notice the tip of his cock peeking out from the leg of the loose fitting shorts. You feel your face flush. Your boyfriend has shown you his cock but you told him to put. Though they hung down a bit, her breasts stood firm and proud on her chest. Her nipples were proportionately large, and stood erect from the adrenaline surging through her. Her areolas were a light brown, and faded at the edges into the milky white flesh of her breasts. She was truly voluptuous.Jenny?s face and chest flushed a bright red as she felt the many eyes staring at her naked breasts. She tried to stand and reach her hands up to cover herself, but was met with a powerful blow to her. "I'm trying," I whined. "I can't feel my arm."With a groan she lifted her head and looked at me. Her dark blonde hair was a scraggly mess in front of her eyes, but I thought she looked more beautiful than ever. She reached over, dragging her tits across my chest, and slapped at the alarm a couple of times.Finally, the ringing stopped and everything was quiet, except our breathing. She straddled me, sat straight and tall and stretched, like a sleek feline waking from a nap. I felt our mingled. “Better! Much better!” She had started to moan.Dobbin reached the edge of her black cotton panties. Time to take initiative, and seize control!With a single jerk, the last piece of clothing on Ms. Rita’s body was separated. Her pussy shone brilliantly, fluid earmarking the whole area.“Please” she spoke with a whisper.He obliged. Next instant, Dobbin had pushed his mouth against Ms. Rita’s pussy – slippery, dripping, and burning hot! He licked her left, right, and centre. Ms. Rita was biting her.